Chapter 44 - Chapter 44: Chapter 44 I’m Just Putting Myself in the Suspect’s Shoes (1/2)

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 I’m Just Putting Myself in the Suspect’s Shoes

“Why are you all looking at me like that?”

Lin Chuan noticed the subtle glances exchanged between Shen Qianqian and Hu Daqiang, and with a slight furrow in his brow, he asked.

Shen Qianqian’s willow-like eyebrows crinkled as she intently gazed at Lin Chuan, “Lin Chuan, I’m a bit curious, how did you come to know all this?”

Lin Chuan’s face darkened as he defensively said, “I learned about it while doing research for a novel, do you believe me?”

“Believe… I guess.”

Shen Qianqian opened and closed her small mouth, her face showing an uncertain expression.

Believe that answer? As if.

Way too abstract!

Lin Chuan sighed softly. I’m here to help you solve the case, yet you’re always doubting the legitimacy of my knowledge.

Cough, even though it really isn’t legitimate.

But that’s in the Virtual World; here in the real world, I’m still a law-abiding good citizen.

Let it be, let it be.

Continuing the investigation for the sake of being a ‘true loyal fan,’ I suppose.

“Do we need to keep investigating here?”

Hu Daqiang looked toward Lin Chuan, his tone clearly seeking Lin Chuan’s opinion now.

“Let’s go to the 2nd floor,” Lin Chuan said with a smile.

Lin Chuan had already figured out the crime scene on the 4th floor.

The killer’s technique in fabricating the scene seemed rather clumsy in his eyes.

2nd floor, Hengli Gym.

The three of them crossed the police line, still wearing shoe covers and gloves.

The gym was arranged neatly with various exercise equipment, and it felt a bit stuffy due to the lack of open windows.

There weren’t many traces at the scene.

Shen Qianqian took out more than a dozen photographs, showing the bloodstain reactions detected by the Luminol Reagent.

Lin Chuan took the photographs and compared them against the scene one by one.

After a while.

Lin Chuan concluded, “This here, is indeed not the primary crime scene.”

Shen Qianqian and Hu Daqiang’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Especially Hu Daqiang, his brow furrowed deeply, his face filled with a puzzled look, “Comrade Lin Chuan, after determining that the 4th floor wasn’t the primary scene, we immediately started searching, and we discovered the victim’s DNA here as well. This isn’t the primary scene either?”

Shen Qianqian was better off; she had heard this hypothesis from Lin Chuan’s mouth before, but seeing how certain he was, she couldn’t help but ask, “How do you determine that this isn’t the primary scene?”

Lin Chuan smiled.

Then, he took out a photograph, an overhead shot looking down at the entire scene with the Luminol Reagent’s blood reaction, covered in blue-green fluorescence.

Lin Chuan pointed at the photo and said, “Look at this photograph, what shape are the blood reactions in?”

Shen Qianqian tilted her head, leaning slightly towards Lin Chuan, and looked seriously at the photo, “The bloodstain reactions are in an irregular oval distribution.”

“Is there a problem with that?” Hu Daqiang also asked, frowning.

Lin Chuan smiled, “Friends who frequently engage in killing know that blood continues to flow after it pours out of the human body. If it lands on a flat surface, it will spread outwards, forming a pool of blood.”

Hu Daqiang nodded in agreement.

With years of criminal police experience, indeed, as Lin Chuan suggested, blood flowing out of a body would form a pool on a flat surface.

But then, how does this match up with the irregular oval-shaped blood reaction pattern in the gym?

Why does Lin Chuan say this isn’t the primary scene?

Shen Qianqian also looked doubtfully at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan pondered for a moment, then explained, “Look here, this part of the floor has a slight slope. It’s imperceptible unless you’re feeling for it. That means, if the victim truly died here, the blood that flowed out, when encountering this sloped floor, would have traveled in lines, not forming an irregular oval-shaped pool as it would on a level floor.”

Shen Qianqian crouched down, and gently, with gloved hands, touched the floor, lightly brushing over it.

Indeed.

There was a subtle slope!

Shen Qianqian, still a young detective, now looked at Lin Chuan with suspicion and surprise in her eyes.